Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Wen Wan's entire face was distorted.

I really want to have an attack, but I dare not because of the intimidation of Dongfang Aoshi.

His hands were clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

"Wangfei has any objection to this king's decision?" Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her.

"Don't dare." Wen Wan lowered her head and silently backed down.

Seeing this, the steward immediately stepped forward, "Princess, my subordinate will take you back to your room."

Wen Wan didn't move.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for at least ten seconds.

When he raised his head, there was a sweet smile on his face.

"No rush, I'm here to see off the prince."

"My lord..." The steward was in a dilemma.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't say anything, turned around and got on the sedan chair directly.

Since the prince didn't say anything, he agreed.

So the steward withdrew and stopped talking.

The bearer lifted the sedan chair and left.

Wen Wan stood there motionless, watching.

Looking at the gentle eyes, like a poisonous snake.

It is possible to spray venom at any time, causing tenderness to death.

Gentle felt that gaze.

Reach out, put down the curtain, don't bother to pay attention.

If she is lucky, she may not return to the palace after she leaves today.

Don't care about the gentle attitude at all.

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After the curtains were lowered, the light suddenly dimmed a lot.

Rourou was tossed so late yesterday, and today she was pulled up to make up at seven in the morning and eight in the morning, so she didn't get enough sleep at all.

Just now, it was because she wanted to be tactful, so she insisted not to show it.

Now sitting in the sedan chair, it is wobbly, and it is a light that is very suitable for sleeping——

Couldn't help but yawned.

"Sleepy?" A pair of strong arms came around, and Dongfang Aoshi hugged her on his lap.

Gentle nodded and yawned without struggling.

Getting along with each other for a while made Ruan understand one thing, what Dongfang Aoshi really wants to do to you, struggle is useless.

What's more, even if they break free in the sedan chair, where can they hide?

In the end, they were still brought back in the same way.

In the palace, Ruan would definitely not compromise like this.

Now is an extraordinary period, Rourou doesn't want to compete with Dongfang Aoshi, but just wants to keep her spirit up.

After raising your spirit, you will be able to escape with all your strength after a while.

A pair of big hands pressed over and pressed her head into his arms.

Dongfang Aoshi's resolute chin rested on his gentle heart, "Sleep when you are sleepy."

"Heavy." Gentlely frowned.

His body is so heavy, pressed down like a mountain, Gentle has a feeling of being pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain, with nowhere to escape.

Gentle and extremely disgusting.

Reach out and push hard.

"You want to be on the sedan chair? It's just right, I haven't tried it yet." Dongfang Aoshi's warning voice rang in his ears.

At the same time, his hands also crawled into the gentle placket.

Gentle and stiff, he didn't dare to move anymore, "I'm sleepy."

"Then sleep, don't wave your red cloth in front of this king." Dongfang Aoshi said in a deep voice.

What red cloth?

It's not bullfighting!

Rourou secretly stared at Dongfang Aoshi, and scolded him a hundred times, a thousand times in her heart...

But the body did not dare to move.

To be honest, she was really scared, and she annoyed Dongfang Aoshi, so she just sat in the sedan chair...

Past experience tells Ruan that Dongfang Aoshi, a beast, can get...emotional at any time.